An old Army friend of my husband showed up one day out of the blue. Norman had just bought a business hear our home town and came by to say 'Hi." To my husband.
That is how Fred and I became interested in RVing. Norman sold motor homes and travel trailers over in Ohio just across the state line. We visited Norman at the sales lot and Fred was hooked on this as the only way to travel. So we bought a new motor home with all the bells and whistles. We also found out about snow-birding. So as winter approached we took off on our first ever trip in our motor home. I was a learning experience for both of us.
Our home is in western Pennsylvania on the shores of a large lake. So after making arrangements for someone to act as caretakers for the winter we took off to do this thing called Snow-birding.
Fred was as good driver and we planed our trip well. The first day we made only one hundred and fifty miles but it was a nice trip and a safe one. We parked in a really nice campground in southern Ohio near the Ohio River. The second day we found ourselves in Kentucky. Again we had no problems and the campground host was a very nice couple that invited us to a Friday night get together at the social room. It was a pot luck dinner and social.
We had a ball. Fred talked RVs and how to pick a park, and things to see along the way. What a wonderful bunch of people and none friendlier. We met a couple about our age that was going south to winter in Texas. In a town named Mc Allen. Fred spent a lot of time talking and listening. He came to me and said he thought we should go to Texas instead of Florida.
So the next morning we followed Thelma and Tom Stark down the road. Tom had made this trip many times and knew where to stop for lunch, where to park free and where a big rig could get gas easily.
Thelma and I hit it off right away and found that when the boys were off doing guy things we enjoyed one another. Fred has been a good husband but he's never been much of a talker. Tom on the other hand always took the lead in story telling and the conversation often got around to mature people and how they seem to enjoy sex more on the RV trail than at home. Some of his stories got very close to risqué to say the least.
However Fred and I are not prudes. We did not admit to our new friends that in our youth we had once engaged in a wild party with some close friends. It was only a few times however Fred and I had talked it over and had agreed we would only engage in group sex to see if we liked it. We did. Fred more than me I think but it was engaging to say the least. We moved about six months after we started swinging and we just never started up again in the area where we live now.
Tom and Thelma introduced us to several casinos along the way. I found I enjoyed playing the slots and the free drinks. Fred was not a big gambler either but we enjoyed the noise, the people and a free place to park the coach while we gambled. It may have been cheaper to pay for parking in a campground away for the casinos. But it was fun. It was also the first time Tom came on to me. But it was so subtle that I later wondered if it was just my imagination. I knew better and did mention it to Fred. Fred said it's was just his way but if I wanted he would talk to Tom about it.
I said 'No.'
But then Fred said "Maybe Thelma and Tom were into sex with other couples." Of course Fred was remembering our past history and I suspected he also had noticed that Thelma was very pretty, well figured and had a kind of wild way about her.
I asked Fred "Would you say we might be getting into some thing a little over our heads."
Fred reminded me we were full grown adults. Not the kids we were when we had tried swinging so many years ago. I agreed but said I thought he was looking at Thelma at little too close. He only laughed. But I saw the writing on the wall and so I took a second look at Tom.
I was forty six at the time, Fred was fifty three. Tom was fifty one and Thelma surprisingly was the oldest of us all. But she surely did not look it. She was fifty eight. Her slim figure and her make up kept her looking very good.
We stopped at the welcome center just inside the Texas state line. We got maps and lot of information of things to see on the way south. We were still in the Welcome center parking lot when we all gather in our motor home for lunch.
Tom brought up the subject of nudist camps just down the road right on the coast. He said it was as perfect place to spend a few days soaking up the sun. I did not say a word I just let the boys sound each other out. I think what made Fred change his mind was when Thelma said she loved to get naked and lay in the sun. She added she often rode in the coach nude just for the fun of it.
Tom added she would read sexy stories to him as he drove so when they got to a rest area they were hot and ready for a roll in the hay. This was a little more than I wanted to know but Fred was eating it up.
Thelma said "Why don't' we all get naked and have lunch and see how you guys (meaning us; Fred and me) like the idea."
Knew it, just sure as hell I saw it coming for days and here as last it all came out in the open. Thelma was on her feet slipping off her top. Tom was smiling from ear to ear while my dear husband had his eyes fixed on Thelma's chest.
Thelma leaned forward unhooked her bra and let it fall into her hands. I must say her firm pointed little breasts hardly even quivered let alone sag. My forty double D's hang to my waist. Well maybe not that far but mine are not as firm as Thelma's.
Tom stood and looked at Fred. Tom said "Well?"
Fred said "Why the hell not." Fred stood; looked at me smiled and unzipped his shorts.
I stood there like the dunce of the bunch just taking in the scenery. Tom dropped his cut off jeans and I was not surprised at his manliness. He was well hung and it looked rather swollen as if it were going to grow to a much larger state.
Tom's met my eyes and he smiled at me. He knew right then he was going to end up fucking me before this day was over. I smiled back knowing he was so right.
Fred is not one to be bettered he is well hung also and when he dropped his shorts he was already nearly fully erect.
The three of then looked at me and I hunched my shoulders as if to say "well okay, give me a minute to enjoy the view."
I pulled up my top and as it came over my head Tom smiled got even larger. He knew I was a busty Polish blonde but he had no idea just how busty I was until he saw my melons swing free from my bar.
Fred said "That's why I married her. Great Tits." I tossed my bra at him.
